Christine

I had to dedicate a post to our beloved Christine. G bought her in 1997 as his first new car. She was given the moniker by me, as I always felt she was jealous of me. Whenever I was riding in her or driving, some little thing would hurt me: she always shut her door on my legs and feet, the trunk always closed on my arms or head, and one time on my shoulder leaving it black and blue for weeks, etc. These things never happened to G, only me. But I loved her anyway as well. We never had a day of trouble with her in almost 13 years! Hopefully she will go to a loving family who appreciates her as much as we did!

The last day

The first day